I am at work. It is night here in Australia. We have a cleaner from El Salavador. He was in the army in the 1980s and had to flee the country. (My guess is he led some death squads). Needless to say I like him. But he can be irritating, he rings this buzzer over and over to get into the loading dock and will not wait for you to answer, he just rings and rings and rings like the building is about to hit an ice berg. So he rings tonight. I let him in and he says "thank you" and then I think I have turned off the speaker and I say "go fuck yourself with a chulupa!" He yelled "what?" I paused and then said "buenas noches". And he replied "buenas noches my freind." What a save! I could work for the UN. Now I have a horrible craving for chulupas.